“Yes, we went back to his place, and things got heated…but then I stopped it. I explained that I didn’t want to hurt him or lose him, so it was best we didn’t go any further. I don’t know if my feelings for Knox are bleeding over because they’re identical twins.”

“But their personalities are completely different, right?”

“God yes. Day and night. Kane is so sweet and thoughtful. He’s the type of man you’d want raising your kids because he’d make such a great dad. A man who’d be faithful and loyal, and never forget a birthday or anniversary. Honestly, he’s almost too good to be true.”

“But he doesn’t set your loins on fire. What about Knox?” She pours herself a cup of coffee as I blow on mine.

I sigh, rubbing my thighs together just thinking about him. “He’s the type of guy you’d want to tie you up and lick you from head to toe before he fucked you six ways to Sunday. I can’t explain it. I simultaneously hate and crave him.”

“Mmm. My vote is for number two then. Hate sex sounds hot.”

I burst into laughter. “You’re really no help.”

She shrugs. “I’d screw one, then marry the other once I got bored.”

“Oh my God, Abbie!” I nearly choke on my coffee. “Imagine if they had all those qualities in one man. I’d be screwed.”

“You’d never come up for air.” She giggles.

Then I tell her about Knox finding me in Harper’s shed yesterday, and she almost melts on the spot. “This is better than watching porn. Please never stop giving me all the hot and juicy details.”

I roll my eyes. “Don’t get too excited. He gave me an ultimatum.”

Her mouth falls open, and I continue telling her what he said about me making a decision by Saturday.

“So you have three days to figure it out?”

“Yep, and not a damn clue of what I’m gonna do.”

After we finish our coffee, we get straight to work. The ICU is full and keeps us busy. Abbie and I meet at the nurses’ station once things settle down.

Before starting our conversation, Dr. Michels comes from around the corner. He gives me a quick smile and pops a brow. “You managing everything okay?”

“Are you kiddin’? I live for days like this, Dr. Michels,” I admit, though it is exhausting. I just know we’re making a difference in people’s lives and helping care for them when they need it the most.

“Please, call me Aiden.”

As soon as the alarm goes off for one of my patients, I excuse myself. When I turn and look over my shoulder, Aiden’s staring at me with a smirk on his good-looking face.